The tile floor was cool against her face, and pressing her cheek against it, rolling her baby fat from ear to mouth, calmed her down. Her stomach was flat, but it wouldn’t be for long. Porcelain, water, silver, she thought, and turned her cheek over.
Cool is dipping your feet in the cold ocean when the hot, gleaming sun sits behind you. Cool is the breeze that plays through your strands of hair while sitting shotgun in a convertible. Cool is the way you hoped to look, rockin’ a new outfit in the halls of your high school. Cool is the first sip of a shake you share with a new love interest sitting across from you.
cool doesnt mean what it used to mean. winter is cool. unaffecctedness is cool. not caring about spellcheck looks cool but isnt. clear communication is cool. i want to be cool but wanting it too badly isnt cool at all. going out tonight would be cool but its sunday and i’m broke.
Not what I would describe the conversation I just had as. We were all laughing so hard the tears were forming. Wine and a good heater on a cold night kept us warm and reminds me of why I am thankful for good friends.
Ice cream feels cool as it enters ur warm mouth. Cool what we say when something is ….cool…a sign of approval or agreement between friends. Cool is what a spring night may feel like after an evening date.
ice frosting at the tip of her cherry red nose. her breath comes out in great puffs smoky puffs like a dragon’s. and to me, in her big puffy coat the shade of my grandmother’s sofa, she is the coolest girl in the world.
her cool fingers slide down my back
the goosebumps raise on my thighs and forearms
a touch soft as silk
and cool as if she had just entered from outside
where a harsh wind blows
and the empty trees rattle
I believe the word cool has become a destination, a desire. People want to be cool, people want to be something they don’t think they currently are. Being cool has been obsession more than a word to describe temperature.
Cool, cool was something so very unusual for their town. They could actually hang out by the pool side for once. A popsicle in one hand, a sweating glass of lemonade in the other. They were living the life, or so they thought. For their town, though cool in temperature, was hot in scandal. And that scandal had grown ripe in the summer heat.
d’abord, ce mot est un un mot anglais qui signifie sympathique, agréable. Il est en généra; atribué à quelque chose de vraiment trippant ou peu être utilisé comme patois. Il est composé de quatre lettres.
Oh, what did it mean to be cool in middle school? Was it “pretty”, “funny”, “smart”? Or was it something deeper; “admired”, “desired”, “envied”, even? Whatever it was, I wanted it. Badly. “Cool” was like nirvana, a perfect state of being in which all those adjectives previously used came together in perfect harmony. Everybody wanted to be this “cool”, this strange, worshipped status. Little did I know that “cool” wasn’t a prize you could chase after. No, becoming “cool” was something that others thought of you. I couldn’t control it. What I should have sought after, was “self-accepted”.
everything is cool the wind the weather my clothes my smile my styile all a while it may get hot u must remain cool at all times so all the cool girls can no ur are cool as well right… right being cool is eveyrthing if your not cool your not you and thats some cool shit to type in a cool 60 seconds as my big homie would say and that boy right their now he COOL
I used to think that I was “uncool”. I wanted to be “cool” though. I burned for it, dreamed of it, that oh-so-desirable need for that status which consumed me with fear and self-pity, that seductive pillar of being. Yet, I had no idea what it really meant. Little did I know that I was already “cool” to my peers. They loved me, my strange personality, my image, everything, for who I was. “Cool” was just another word for loved I guess. I suppose, what I really wanted was to be “self-assured”.
Cool. I like the literal meaning much more than the slang term. Cool. Chilled. Cold. It’s such a soft and gentle word. His hands felt cool against her flushed cheeks.
I wish cool was the morning dew idling between blades of grass. I wish it was the refreshing splash of ocean spray upon a tired, weary face from the day. I wish cool wasn’t a compliment of character, something I don’t feel exists some days. I wish it was simply something to appreciate without the risk of labeling the deepest parts of me for I’m afraid I do not see it. The cool lodged within me.
What I am. What many aspire to be. Cool has a high price tag. Paycheck after paycheck goes to fund this word. Whether it be the cars, the clothes or the swag cool don’t come cheap.
Erika rolled her eyes. Otto was always trying his very best to be the embarrassing older brother she’d never had. “I’m really not, you know. I have, like, four friends. And you hate two of them.”
“Ah, friends don’t make the cool, young padawan,” he said with a smirk. “It is a trait inherited by only a few.”
Erika scoffed. “I don’t think I inherited it.”
“Then you’re a wonderful anomaly. Or I’m rubbing off on you.”
you whisper to me and your breath is as warm as a summer’s day, a contrast to the cool autumn air surrounding us. fog rises from your mouth engulfing us in the steam from our bodies and that’s all we need to brighten up our day.
Aw man, I know I’m cool, you don’t have to tell me, but you can. I like myself alright, I’ll do in a pinch. I’m not the traditional kind of cool, I’m the cool that has slow cooked over time. I’m the real deal and I like you whether you’re cool or not. Now that is cool!
He was it. The stunning be all end all of high school existence. The girls wanted to date him. The guys wanted to be him. He was was cool… No other word for it. I wished I could get closer. Observe him in his natural habitat. Pick up on the tricks of the trade. Maybe learn a thing or do on surviving adolescence. Yeah sure he was better looking, more athletic and richer than I. But that couldn’t be the only thing it took to be popular. There’s was dozens of good looking guys roaming the halls. What was his secret?
cool, hip to be cool, cool, rad, cool. i used to say something was cool when i meant i had a crush on it. now i say it to mean acceptable or okay by me, up to standards, not wrong, not excellent just cool. when did cool become a thing? How do we ascribe cool? Why cool, why not warm? snuggly warm in or beds like a hug, something comforting. No. it’s cool. too cool for school, or is it hip to be square? cool like a flagstone on a summers day cool. comforting. soothing. is it cool to be soothing? soft, like pillows, like mother, like feather comforter. cool. like fly, like sun shades like shade like cool like water. water.
Its never how it seems. Life is always full of twists and turns and actions that change your life entirely or help it stay at a stand still. everytime you think about how terribly boring your life is remember that it is always changing and you should never stop that time clock before its due point for you have no idea what the last seconds have in store for you.
the sand was cool beneath Sam’s toes as he walked along the beach ,feeling the salty air quickly dry his skin. The water was April cold; the summer was not a warm one. his toes dug into the sand and felt resistance; Sam looked down to see a blue shell, almost complete, and tiny.
I think of cool like Johnny Bravo when I see cool I think of the rude kids at my school when I think of cool I think of everything I am not when I see cool I think of what I am not I think of what is the opposite of nerdy I think of what is the opposite of everything fun I think of stereotypes and I think of secretly dying inside while trying to portray an image I think of looking back on high school days and regretting everything you were and wishing you did what you wanted instead of being “cool” instead of being what everyone else wanted you to be.
I am so cool and everyone around me is cool too. The feeling of cool can be expressed in many different ways. The fridge is cool. The winter is cool. Lights are cool which is actually n ironic statement. It makes me feel cool when people laugh along with me and give me high fives. When it is cool outside I feel less cool sometimes because of the clothes I have to wear.
The white wind whips the eyelids from my arm handle god bless them its insignificant
what kind of god made this.
There are ten of them the most beautiful things ive ever seen.
I open the door and there it is.
Why am i who am i how. Is life just questions and answers.
As a fool in school. As a cucumber. Cool in the shade with some lemonade. Cool like we felt back in school when we sat together at lunch. Cool is what we were, what we want to be. Cool is a state of mind. Cool is a group of friends. Cool is an original idea. Cool is the perfect outfit.
Walking through the doors, I could instantly smell the strong scent of cologne and puberty. The sound of teenagers chatting loudly, stories of summer and change filling my ears. The first day of high school is always the worst. These are the days that will make or break you. You have to figure out who is who, who you fit in with, who you want to be… and, ultimately, who is cool.
Cool = Effortless. Effortless but admirable. Not the kind of effortless like a lazy bum. Cool like you wake up in the morning and but on cool clothes without wondering whether other people will think they are cool or not. Cool like getting invested and passionate about interesting things but not about little annoyances. I need to learn to let go.
YOu know what’s cool? Ice is cool! You see ice walking around with glasses and just say “Damn, he cool”. Hell, he is cooler than those jocks playing football with the cheerkeaders and all. Even the cheerleaders go around yelling how cool is ice. Ice is so cool even the teachers agree. Ice is cooler than polar bears even. They are jealous. They just throw snowballs at ice for how jealous when in fact they are making ice even cooler. Smooth, very smooth. He stands up to his bullies and shit.
The tile floor was cool against her face, and pressing her cheek against it, rolling her baby fat from ear to mouth, calmed her down. Her stomach was flat, but it wouldn’t be for long. Porcelain, water, silver, she thought, and turned her cheek over.
And it’s such a miracle that you and me are still good friends. After all that we’ve been through, I know we’re cool…
One can only hope.
well, cool has two meanings.
“Man is really cool in here” = cold, i prefer being cool than being hot
“She’s such a cool chick” = awesome, i think lots of things are cool.
Cool is dipping your feet in the cold ocean when the hot, gleaming sun sits behind you. Cool is the breeze that plays through your strands of hair while sitting shotgun in a convertible. Cool is the way you hoped to look, rockin’ a new outfit in the halls of your high school. Cool is the first sip of a shake you share with a new love interest sitting across from you.
Cool is an ambiguous term used in today’s society to determine status. It can also be used as a way of describing temperature. My mom thinks I’m cool.
cool doesnt mean what it used to mean. winter is cool. unaffecctedness is cool. not caring about spellcheck looks cool but isnt. clear communication is cool. i want to be cool but wanting it too badly isnt cool at all. going out tonight would be cool but its sunday and i’m broke.
It was all around me, flickering through the leafy branches, enveloping me in a hug made only of cool air.
Not what I would describe the conversation I just had as. We were all laughing so hard the tears were forming. Wine and a good heater on a cold night kept us warm and reminds me of why I am thankful for good friends.
You were playing with me patiently
Looked me in the eye, sayin’ ‘look you see’
This is how the world is supposed to be
it’s cool, cool cool
there was a time when it fell out of hand
And all the world, about the reprimand
until I found my faithful, honest band
to play with all night long.
Ice cream feels cool as it enters ur warm mouth. Cool what we say when something is ….cool…a sign of approval or agreement between friends. Cool is what a spring night may feel like after an evening date.
ice frosting at the tip of her cherry red nose. her breath comes out in great puffs smoky puffs like a dragon’s. and to me, in her big puffy coat the shade of my grandmother’s sofa, she is the coolest girl in the world.
her cool fingers slide down my back
the goosebumps raise on my thighs and forearms
a touch soft as silk
and cool as if she had just entered from outside
where a harsh wind blows
and the empty trees rattle
I believe the word cool has become a destination, a desire. People want to be cool, people want to be something they don’t think they currently are. Being cool has been obsession more than a word to describe temperature.
She was cool
ripped jeans and leather jacket.
smoked cigarettes and drank beer.
she was every cliche:
and she is mine
Cool, cool was something so very unusual for their town. They could actually hang out by the pool side for once. A popsicle in one hand, a sweating glass of lemonade in the other. They were living the life, or so they thought. For their town, though cool in temperature, was hot in scandal. And that scandal had grown ripe in the summer heat.
d’abord, ce mot est un un mot anglais qui signifie sympathique, agréable. Il est en généra; atribué à quelque chose de vraiment trippant ou peu être utilisé comme patois. Il est composé de quatre lettres.
Oh, what did it mean to be cool in middle school? Was it “pretty”, “funny”, “smart”? Or was it something deeper; “admired”, “desired”, “envied”, even? Whatever it was, I wanted it. Badly. “Cool” was like nirvana, a perfect state of being in which all those adjectives previously used came together in perfect harmony. Everybody wanted to be this “cool”, this strange, worshipped status. Little did I know that “cool” wasn’t a prize you could chase after. No, becoming “cool” was something that others thought of you. I couldn’t control it. What I should have sought after, was “self-accepted”.
everything is cool the wind the weather my clothes my smile my styile all a while it may get hot u must remain cool at all times so all the cool girls can no ur are cool as well right… right being cool is eveyrthing if your not cool your not you and thats some cool shit to type in a cool 60 seconds as my big homie would say and that boy right their now he COOL
I used to think that I was “uncool”. I wanted to be “cool” though. I burned for it, dreamed of it, that oh-so-desirable need for that status which consumed me with fear and self-pity, that seductive pillar of being. Yet, I had no idea what it really meant. Little did I know that I was already “cool” to my peers. They loved me, my strange personality, my image, everything, for who I was. “Cool” was just another word for loved I guess. I suppose, what I really wanted was to be “self-assured”.
Cool. I like the literal meaning much more than the slang term. Cool. Chilled. Cold. It’s such a soft and gentle word. His hands felt cool against her flushed cheeks.
I wish cool was the morning dew idling between blades of grass. I wish it was the refreshing splash of ocean spray upon a tired, weary face from the day. I wish cool wasn’t a compliment of character, something I don’t feel exists some days. I wish it was simply something to appreciate without the risk of labeling the deepest parts of me for I’m afraid I do not see it. The cool lodged within me.
What I am. What many aspire to be. Cool has a high price tag. Paycheck after paycheck goes to fund this word. Whether it be the cars, the clothes or the swag cool don’t come cheap.
That’s so cool. I love jelly fish shoes. Are they strawberry or grape? Oh, marion berry. That’s, well, that’s so cool.
“Erry my love, did you know you’re the coolest?”
Erika rolled her eyes. Otto was always trying his very best to be the embarrassing older brother she’d never had. “I’m really not, you know. I have, like, four friends. And you hate two of them.”
“Ah, friends don’t make the cool, young padawan,” he said with a smirk. “It is a trait inherited by only a few.”
Erika scoffed. “I don’t think I inherited it.”
“Then you’re a wonderful anomaly. Or I’m rubbing off on you.”
you whisper to me and your breath is as warm as a summer’s day, a contrast to the cool autumn air surrounding us. fog rises from your mouth engulfing us in the steam from our bodies and that’s all we need to brighten up our day.
Aw man, I know I’m cool, you don’t have to tell me, but you can. I like myself alright, I’ll do in a pinch. I’m not the traditional kind of cool, I’m the cool that has slow cooked over time. I’m the real deal and I like you whether you’re cool or not. Now that is cool!
People want to be cool.
But what is cool?
No, I am not talking about cool as in the temperature–not a bit of cold.
I mean, like, COOL.
How do you explain it? What makes you cool?
Why do I think you are the opposite of cool when you think you are….?
He was it. The stunning be all end all of high school existence. The girls wanted to date him. The guys wanted to be him. He was was cool… No other word for it. I wished I could get closer. Observe him in his natural habitat. Pick up on the tricks of the trade. Maybe learn a thing or do on surviving adolescence. Yeah sure he was better looking, more athletic and richer than I. But that couldn’t be the only thing it took to be popular. There’s was dozens of good looking guys roaming the halls. What was his secret?
Fuck cool. I’m frozen.
For a nerd, this word remember an organic molecule. Well.. just funny ^^.
cool, hip to be cool, cool, rad, cool. i used to say something was cool when i meant i had a crush on it. now i say it to mean acceptable or okay by me, up to standards, not wrong, not excellent just cool. when did cool become a thing? How do we ascribe cool? Why cool, why not warm? snuggly warm in or beds like a hug, something comforting. No. it’s cool. too cool for school, or is it hip to be square? cool like a flagstone on a summers day cool. comforting. soothing. is it cool to be soothing? soft, like pillows, like mother, like feather comforter. cool. like fly, like sun shades like shade like cool like water. water.
Its never how it seems. Life is always full of twists and turns and actions that change your life entirely or help it stay at a stand still. everytime you think about how terribly boring your life is remember that it is always changing and you should never stop that time clock before its due point for you have no idea what the last seconds have in store for you.
the sand was cool beneath Sam’s toes as he walked along the beach ,feeling the salty air quickly dry his skin. The water was April cold; the summer was not a warm one. his toes dug into the sand and felt resistance; Sam looked down to see a blue shell, almost complete, and tiny.
I think of cool like Johnny Bravo when I see cool I think of the rude kids at my school when I think of cool I think of everything I am not when I see cool I think of what I am not I think of what is the opposite of nerdy I think of what is the opposite of everything fun I think of stereotypes and I think of secretly dying inside while trying to portray an image I think of looking back on high school days and regretting everything you were and wishing you did what you wanted instead of being “cool” instead of being what everyone else wanted you to be.
I am so cool and everyone around me is cool too. The feeling of cool can be expressed in many different ways. The fridge is cool. The winter is cool. Lights are cool which is actually n ironic statement. It makes me feel cool when people laugh along with me and give me high fives. When it is cool outside I feel less cool sometimes because of the clothes I have to wear.
The white wind whips the eyelids from my arm handle god bless them its insignificant
what kind of god made this.
There are ten of them the most beautiful things ive ever seen.
I open the door and there it is.
Why am i who am i how. Is life just questions and answers.
As a fool in school. As a cucumber. Cool in the shade with some lemonade. Cool like we felt back in school when we sat together at lunch. Cool is what we were, what we want to be. Cool is a state of mind. Cool is a group of friends. Cool is an original idea. Cool is the perfect outfit.
Walking through the doors, I could instantly smell the strong scent of cologne and puberty. The sound of teenagers chatting loudly, stories of summer and change filling my ears. The first day of high school is always the worst. These are the days that will make or break you. You have to figure out who is who, who you fit in with, who you want to be… and, ultimately, who is cool.
Cool = Effortless. Effortless but admirable. Not the kind of effortless like a lazy bum. Cool like you wake up in the morning and but on cool clothes without wondering whether other people will think they are cool or not. Cool like getting invested and passionate about interesting things but not about little annoyances. I need to learn to let go.
YOu know what’s cool? Ice is cool! You see ice walking around with glasses and just say “Damn, he cool”. Hell, he is cooler than those jocks playing football with the cheerkeaders and all. Even the cheerleaders go around yelling how cool is ice. Ice is so cool even the teachers agree. Ice is cooler than polar bears even. They are jealous. They just throw snowballs at ice for how jealous when in fact they are making ice even cooler. Smooth, very smooth. He stands up to his bullies and shit.